Drifting

In the summer garden
I can see you sitting there
Sound of the cicadas
Laser through the humid air

But I see the changing autumn leaves
In your eyes

So don't go drifting
Don't go drifting
Too far from the shore

All the constellations
Everything I had in you:
If I lose you
Will I lose myself too?

So don't go drifting
Don't go drifting
Too far from the shore